Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade

Zhu Lujin sighed and said, "It’s not good to have too many women. Only with you two in the palace, it can be peaceful, and there will be fewer scandals."

Huang Lingling said, "Your Highness, I know you care for my sister and me. But the Emperor won’t agree with your wish."

Zhu Sujin let out a sigh. Indeed, the Emperor did not approve of his wish. The Emperor had asked him which girl he fancied, and of course, these girls must be chosen from the ones designated by the Emperor himself. If he did not have a preference, the Emperor would arrange his marriage personally. He also said, although the Crown Princess Consort and Huang Liangdi were good, if the palace only had these two women for a long time, conflicts would inevitably arise between them. Only by introducing other women could the relationships among wives and concubines become more balanced. Not only that, but one imperial grandson wasn’t enough. He should have many descendants, and furthermore, some noble families in court still needed to be granted favors...

Qian Yixiu had no idea that the poor Zhu Sujin was already being urged by the Emperor to find other women. She came to the bedroom very cheerfully, where Madam Fu, Aunt Fu, Pan Yue, and Qian Manxia were all present, with Pan Yue holding a small infant in her arms.

Qian Yixiu spoke to the Crown Princess Consort and then took the little baby from her arms. The child was beautiful and looked almost exactly like Zhu Sujin as a boy. He quietly watched Qian Yixiu and even blew a big bubble at her. Qian Yixiu felt as if she was transported back to that dilapidated courtyard from years ago, where Qian Sangui was holding that little boy whose gaze followed that "female ghost"...

Tears welled up in Qian Yixiu’s eyes. She kissed the baby gently and said softly, "So beautiful, just like my brother when he was little."

Pan Yue laughed and said, "Every time I see this child, I’m reminded of Jinwa when he was little—so beautiful and strong, yet also domineering. He had to be the first to be fed. If he didn’t eat his fill, he would cry loudly, bullying my Xiu to no end."

Zhu Sujin stepped in amid everyone’s laughter, blushing slightly as he spoke, "Imperial Cousin Aunt is teasing me again. When did I ever bully my sister? As a child, I didn’t pamper her enough."

Qian Manxia then sheepishly recounted how, as a baby, Zhu Sujin, if not satisfied with his milk, would suck on Qian Yixiu’s ear or nibble with his little fists. She was too embarrassed to mention that he also nibbled on her little nose and toes.

Everyone listened, laughing uncontrollably.